I just want to torture you to death, don't force me to beat you to death

Danshan Zongshan Gate.

There was great joy and joy.

Both the Danshan Sect disciples and the monks who were watching were all beaming with joy.

Needless to say, Danshan Sect disciples, so many senior Transformation Gods came to participate in the competition to support Senior Brother Chu.

As for the monks watching the excitement outside the mountain gate, most of them were monks from the Dan Realm, so they naturally supported Chu Ning. The few monks from outside the realm also mostly supported Chu Ning.

After all, what Chu Ning has done for the Central Territory is obvious to all. Unless he is the kind of person with an extremely dark heart who does not want to see good things in others, such a person will not go all the way to Danshan Sect to watch the fun.

"With so many seniors supporting Senior Chu, no one in the Central Territory dares to trouble Senior Brother Chu."

"So what about Dingfeng Island? There are Dongxu strong men on Dingfeng Island, and our Danshan Sect also has them."

The disciples of Danshan Sect were communicating in low voices, and at this moment, a strong wind suddenly howled at the gate of the mountain.

call!

The wind gusted.

The disciples of Danshan Sect instantly looked to the sky with a look of caution.

If there is a sudden strong wind in the mortal world, people will only think that the sky will change. But in the monk world, there is only one possibility for the sky to change suddenly, that is, a strong person will use his magical power.

Many of the disciples at the gate of Danshan Sect are Yuanying monks and can feel the energy in the strong wind.

In the distance, the monks who were watching were also stunned for a moment. Could it be that in this situation, anyone would dare to cause trouble to Senior Chu.

Whoops!

The strong wind roared, and the next moment a cold breath came, and the strong wind turned into a cold wind.

The sound of the wind was like weeping and complaining, as if an innocent soul was wailing, and many monks outside the mountain gate felt their scalps numb when they heard it.

The sound made their hearts palpitate.

This rumor is definitely caused by the powerful person who transforms into a god.

Qin Libang frowned, and the next moment he slapped his palm towards somewhere in the sky.

"People who hide their heads and show their tails, don't be presumptuous!"

The palm turned into a giant hand and slapped the sky. Qin Libang took action with all his strength. The area instantly became distorted, but the next moment deep in the sky, a page of white paper fell, landing lightly on the giant hand.

The white paper was light but like a blade, instantly cutting off the giant palm and splitting it into two.

Qin Libang looked down at his right hand. There was a blood mark in the palm of his hand, and blood was dripping out at this moment.

A blank page hurt the powerful man who transformed into a god.

hiss!

The monks who were watching took a breath of cold air. The strength of the person behind this was definitely extraordinary.

"Look!"

A monk exclaimed, and everyone looked at the sky. After that page of white paper, countless white papers floated down from the entire sky.

These white papers fell from the sky, coupled with the howling wind, many Danshan Sect disciples frowned. Why does this scene look so familiar?

"It seems like I have seen this scene before."

"Of course I have seen it. When Senior Brother Chu held funerals for other senior brothers in the sect, he just threw paper money and played the suona."

Funeral!

For monks, especially those after the golden elixir, it is extremely strange.

But it is no stranger to the disciples of Danshan Sect. In addition to being the chief disciple of Danshan Sect, Senior Brother Chu is also the founder of Danshan Sect’s new funeral.

This has even evolved into a custom of the Danshan Sect. Whenever a disciple of the sect dies, the sect will arrange a funeral, even if Chu Ning is not there.

Therefore, the disciples of Danshan Sect would see this scene every few years or more.

Qin Libang's face was ugly. The other party was clearly provoking deliberately by engaging in such a mournful behavior at the Danshan Sect's gate. When he took the next step, he was about to go to the depths of the sky. At this moment, a hand pressed on his shoulder. on the shoulders.

The master of Danshan Sect’s sixth peak appeared at the mountain gate.

"Elder Qin is responsible for taking care of the guests. Leave this to me."

Seeing the Peak Master appear, Qin Libang nodded. He also understood in his heart. He was afraid that the troublemaker was stronger than him, otherwise the Peak Master would not show up to stop him.

"I've met the Peak Master."

When the disciples of the Danshan Sect saw the master of the sixth peak, they immediately saluted respectfully. Only then did the monks watching outside the mountain gate realize that it was the master of the sixth peak of the Danshan Sect who had appeared.

"It is rumored that the peak masters of Danshan Sect have extraordinary strength. They are just obsessed with alchemy and cultivation and rarely set foot in the outside world."

"Danshan Sect is a traditional sect. These peak masters spend most of their time refining elixirs, so naturally they don't show up often, but every peak master has the strength of the late stage of divine transformation."

The leader of the Sixth Peak, Lu Jun, stared at the sky, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. He raised his right hand, and a wave of fire rose into the sky and roared towards the sky.

Wherever he went, the white paper turned into ashes, and even the dark wind stopped instantly.

"You are pretending to be a ghost, but I want to see what you are really capable of."

Lu Jun's figure disappeared on the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already on top of the fire dragon's head.

Deep in the sky, a figure appeared in front of everyone. It was a skinny old man wearing a white robe, holding a mourning stick in his hand, from which the white papers fell.

The old man's face was pale and his expression was gloomy. With the mourning stick, he looked like a ghost from the underworld.

"I don't have any ability. I just cry for the dead."

The old man waved the mourning stick in his hand, and the sad wind from before appeared again.

"Back then, Shan Zong's actions harmed many monks, how many strong men fell because of it, and how many sects were destroyed..."

"But some people remember that there were corpses everywhere."

"But some people remember the blood flowing everywhere."

"But some people remember that mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood."

Following the old man's words, pictures appeared in the sky one after another.

There were corpses all over the place, fallen strong men, various broken magic weapons, and ruined mountains and rivers everywhere.

"Nowadays, everyone is praising the great achievements of the sinners of the Shan Sect, but people in the world seem to have forgotten that it was not the sinners of the Shan Sect who defeated the strange demons, but the monks who fell one by one, and the sects that were destroyed one by one."

"Sinners have become heroes. This world is so absurd. Black and white have been reversed. The sky is unfair. Heroic souls should cry."

Lu Jun looked at the old man and did not continue to take action because there were so many people watching at the scene, because there was indeed nothing wrong with what the old man said.

Back then, in that great war, those monks and powerful men from various factions who sacrificed their lives were all heroes of the human race.

The sixth peak.

Chu Ning also heard the old man's roar, and frowned slightly. Tang Ruowei on the side said: "Chun Ning, the other party came prepared."

The old man's words, apart from positioning the senior of the Shan Sect as a sinner, there was no problem in other aspects.

The monks may not be moral, they may not be polite and shameless, but that is in private, or when they have absolute strength. Now in full view of the public, no one can take action against the old man until he makes the next move.

Because he holds truth and righteousness.

"If I guess the identity of this old man correctly, I'm afraid he has some origins."

Chu Ning whispered, he could already guess the other party's plan.

…

"Who are you?" Lu Jun asked in a deep voice.

"I am a descendant of the Yin Ming Sect, Qu Xiangming. Before the war between strange demons, we, the Yin Ming Sect, had two Dongxu strong men, thirty-eight god-forming masters, two hundred and forty-three Nascent Soul monks, and thousands of golden elixirs. Disciples, all die in battle!"

The old man's voice was full of sorrow and anger, and many monks at the scene were moved when they heard it.

Two Dongxu experts, thirty-eight god-transformation monks... with such strength in the current Central Territory, no matter which domain it is, they are top-notch or even overlord-level existences.

Everyone could imagine the brutality of that battle, and looked at the old man with sympathy and admiration.

"Yin Ming Sect?"

Lu Jun searched his mind and found that such a sect was indeed recorded in the library of the Danta Society. It was a top sect in the Central Region at that time, but it later declined. As for why it declined, the jade slips did not mention it in detail.

Now it seems that the Yinming Sect declined because of the war with strange demons.

"No one will erase the achievements that your clan has made for the human race." Lu Jun said in a deep voice.

"No one will obliterate it?" The old man suddenly laughed wantonly, and shouted sternly the next moment: "Then tell me, where is the mountain gate of our Yinming Sect now? There were only a few disciples left in our Yinming Sect, why did it happen? Forced to move out of the mountain gate? Is this the so-called non-obliteration?"

Lu Jun was silent.

The world of monks is moral, but also very realistic and cruel.

Although the strong men of the Yinming Sect fell in the battle with strange demons, the only remaining disciples of the Yinming Sect cannot guard the treasured land of the mountain gate, so other forces will naturally covet it.

"Now you guys come and tell me, should our Yin Ming Sect settle this debt with Chu Ning?"

Qu Xiangming glanced inside the Danshan Sect's mountain gate and towards the sixth peak where Chu Ning was.

Chu Ning's eyes narrowed, and Tang Ruowei on the side immediately took Chu Ning's hand: "Don't be impulsive, your sect master and the seniors will solve it."

"The other party is here for me. This matter can only be solved by my intervention. Also, do you think I am the kind of impulsive person?"

Chu Ning grabbed Tang Ruowei's hand, patted the back of Tang Ruowei's hand with the other hand, and gave her a reassuring look. Then she let go of Tang Ruowei's hand, stepped out from the top of the mountain, and her figure turned into a rainbow of light toward the sky. And go.

Chu Ning appeared at the mountain gate, and Qin Libang on the side immediately sent a message: "Chun Ning, leave this matter to the Sect Master and the Peak Master. You should not show up at this time."

"Elder Qin, the other party is here for me, and it involves Shan Sect's past grudges. It would be inappropriate for me to come forward."

Chu Ning shook his head slightly, sent the message back, and then looked at the old man calmly. Facing the old man's resentful expression, he said calmly: "This account should indeed be settled."

"I thought you didn't dare to show up!"

When the old man saw Chu Ning appearing, there was incomparable resentment in his eyes. At that time, the low-level disciples of Yinming Sect directly switched to other sects, and the descendants of those strong men had to remain anonymous and change their names in order to prevent them from being exterminated by the sects that robbed the mountain sect. Sect name.

Qu Xiangming is the descendant of a powerful Dongxu man from the Yinming Sect.

If there was no Shanzong, why would the ancestors of their Qu family leave their hometown and hide their names? If the Yinming Sect was still there, how could he have been trapped in the late stage of divine transformation? With his talent, he would have the opportunity to set foot in the Dongxu Realm.

Chu Ning bowed deeply towards Qu Xiangming.

"I can't stand your bowing."

Qu Xiangming dodged away, with a look of disdain in his eyes.

"Senior, I have misunderstood. This junior's bow is not for the seniors, but for the seniors of the Yinming Sect who started the war against the strange demons for the human race."